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Snowrunners | A d6-lite Game

THE SETTING

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The planet has steadily fallen into a new ice age.

Snowfall had increased. Temperatures continued to drop. Crop yields grew smaller.

Scientists were uncertain of the cause. Countless attempts to prevent the coming disaster failed, and the world was sent spiraling into panic. Governments abandoned their people. Panic buying became ever-so common. Neighbors didn't trust neighbor.

Then, came the parasite.

Adapted to chillingly cold temperatures, the parasite spread from the southern reaches of the planet. It took the world like storm, seeking to spread itself across the planet. Beings, human or otherwise, infected with the parasite would seek to spread it themselves through wounds, allowing the parasite to possess the host's body functions and further continue its rampage.

Faced with a zombie-like parasite on top of the prior ice age, the dwindling populace began to join forces. Civilizations were formed, created with survival in mind. Together, they have tried to stop their own extinction, yet death still comes regardless of how they try to stop it.

THE OVERVIEW

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This is where you come in, snowrunner.

As a runner, your goal is to be a scavenger for your settlement. Food, medicine, weapons... perhaps even firewood. They are all your objective; the final scraps of a now dying world.

Using the one page d6-lite system linked here, you'll be making a character that is set to go out on an expedition with a meager group of their fellow scavengers. Your history, your appearance—nothing has to be in great detail. This is a simple and easy system, and there is a strong chance you'll likely die in the process.

Once everyone has made their character, I will generate an objective for the characters to go after. As mentioned prior, the goal of this roleplay will be for the cast to complete the objective and perish return home with their lives prize. When we're finished with the task that was given to the players, we can decide as a group if we want to continue on with the roleplay, or consider the mission complete.

If anyone has any questions, please ask. I've been interested in one page systems for some time now and I finally decided to take a stab at it, so I'm willing to work with things to better suit this group and/or roleplay.

Sup, Fellow Rpers?

Welcome to the guild, @Terry Bogard.

Last Comment Wins!

Somehow this thread keeps being revived from the dead.

Word association Game!

Blade

How high can we count before a mod gets involved?

22

The Dead Don't Die.

Alexis "Lex" Karczewski

Location: New York Streets, Natural History Museum
Skills: N/A

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"No problem." Lex responded to Billie, who had now been trading snacks with another woman by the name of June.

She could notice the awkwardness that filled the back of the MRAP, evidently brought upon by the jokes that were being made. It was obvious why—people were mauled and ripped apart in the streets, and here they were sharing snacks amongst each other. Lex knew she couldn't fault June and Bille; she herself had been processing it all moments ago, her conscience worried about her job when people were dying. There was a carnal desire to hold onto some normalcy and calm, whether that be for better or worse.

"And, uh, don't worry about the fines. I think we have more important things to worry about right now."

More important things being that they were about to be trapped in New York. One of the officers' radio went off, declaring that they only had until 4 PM before the military would blow all the bridges in-and-out of Manhattan. Lifting her right arm, Lex looked at her g-shock watch that she had been wearing. It had been a little after 2 PM, which worried Lex. They had less than two hours on the clock to get out of the city, otherwise their own government would abandon them to the dead.

It felt like a slap in the face. It felt like betrayal; to be suddenly be left behind by the military designed to protect them. If they wanted to get out, they were going to need a plan of action.

"The tunnels into Jersey are probably blocked by now. And I don't think any of us want to be trapped beneath the Hudson with those things on our tail." Lex explained, before offering some suggestions as the MRAP began to drive off from the museum's parking lot. "We could head up north and cross the Washington bridge if we can, or keep going towards Yonkers. At least, that's what I think we should do, unless any of you have any better ideas in mind."

Kali Nordstrom

Location: New York Streets, Natural History Museum
Skills: N/A

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Kali nodded at Isaac. She hadn't felt entirely comfortable leaving Isaac to grab the supplies by himself, but at least the officer had agreed to act as his backup. "Let's go, Liana." She spoke to her roommate, ushering her onto the MRAP with the rest of the crowd. "They should be able to handle it. Shouldn't take them long to grab everything."

Or so she could only hope. Thankfully, the TWUNK of a crossbow bolt made it apparent that her fears were unneeded, as the crossbow-wielding man from before fired upon the approaching undead. Before long, Isaac and the officer had returned with supplies in-hand, little as they were.

"You two okay?" Kali asked Isaac and the officer as they returned to the MRAP that had been waiting on them so they could leave. Although they had made it back safe, she still felt it reasonable to ask. "I know it wasn't much, but it didn't seem wise to leave it behind."

Especially the rifle and the medicine, Kali had figured. They could probably find food at a hotdog stand or some street joint somewhere in the city, even if it was simply junk food. Might've not been the most nutritious, she knew, but it was food. On the other hand, giving up Gladys' rifle and the medicine they had gathered from Kali's apartment seemed like a fool's mistake while it was still right there in their reach. There was no telling when or if they would find either again on their way out of the city; it didn't take a genius to figure that one out.

Hihi~!

Lots of people are finding us via Tiktok nowadays, huh.

Anyways, welcome to the guild, @HyliaIncarnate.

Heroes Rise: Paragon City

Z E R O - Z E R O
Z E R O - Z E R O

Location: Financial District, Paragon City
Skills: N/A

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The exosuit crawled its way into the bank from the back entrance. Once she had cleared the obstacle, Nancy stood the exosuit back up and activated Zero-Zero's scanners, searching for any sign of life in the bank's hallways.

"Righto," Nancy spoke, "Let's get down to business."

Or so was the plan. The sound of one's voice drew ever nearer, detected by the exosuit's communication software. Turning to the source, Nancy had been immediately greeted with a hail of gunfire from one of the 70th Street, which thankfully struck the nearby wall beside her rather than its intended target.

"Really?" Nancy spoke, absolutely flabbergasted. Zero-Zero's arms followed suit, thrown in the air in disbelief. "You're going to shoot me. Me. The giant armored robot. The thing that could squash you like a grape."

Sighing, Nancy readied herself and Zero-Zero for combat. Although the gangster was armed, she planned to take him down with force, rather than the energy-based weaponry that Zero-Zero had within its varied toolkit. The alarm may have been sounded by the gangster's gunfire, but she was still faced with one foe. It seemed wasteful to burn her suit's energy by blasting holes through the bank walls just to take out a singular target, despite how quickly it could eliminate her opponent.

"This is why they tell you to stay in school, kids."

Finishing her stance, Nancy piloted the exosuit forward in a charge. Smashing cold metal into the gangster, she hoped to take him out before any of his buddies showed up to his aid.

Primality: Act 1

Right: Before I toss this RP back into the frying pan, I'm going to do another headcount so I know who is still around or not. If you're sticking around, please post here so I can cross your name off.

Wardens of the Glade: A Light Fantasy RP

A N N I F E R
A N N I F E R

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"Practiced?" Annifer asked, shifting the wooden shaft between her hands. Her gaze turned from the tall boy to the tool, carefully analyzing the old, rusted blemishes that now overtook the once shiny prongs. "Only in shoveling hay, I suppose. My father would've refused me the chance to fight, much less had the coin for the training."

The peasant girl pushed the ferrule into the mud, and returned her gaze to the boy.

"I believe we're alike. Two peas in a pod, as old Dorcas used to say." Annifer continued. "Two strangers, both adventuring in the unknown. Are we over our heads? Maybe, but perhaps that is what makes this all worth it."

Annifer offered the boy a calm smile.

"Forgive me, though. I haven't yet caught your name, friend. My folks call me Annifer. You?"

As Annifer awaited the boy's response, however, her attention was suddenly drawn elsewhere. Her ears had overheard, and her eyes drifted across the field in search. Ariesca—someone had seen her, but where?

It hadn't been long before Annifer had her answer. Long, vibrant red hair that danced in the air. Eyes the color of exquisite Hahralian silk shone against the sun. All aided by a disposition one anger could never rise against.

And clearly, as far as Annifer could see, with a sweet tooth to boot.

"I apologize." She explained, clearing her throat. "I have some matters to attend to, but I look forward to meeting you again. Perhaps later you could teach me that move from before. What say you?"

Regardless of what the boy had to say, Annifer nonetheless left him behind with a friendly farewell. Hurrying off in the direction of Lady Ariesca, she hoped to catch up with the noble before she could disappear from her sight.